Why Don't You Coax Me?

Ran Shu was sure that Sang Xian was asleep, so he got out of bed carefully.

He walked out of the room, took out his mobile phone and saw several missed calls, and a message from Dr. Jian: If Sang Xian's condition is not good, or there is a tendency to violence, you can contact us immediately, or go out, there are always people outside the door Watch in shifts.

He typed and replied: I just fell asleep, let me check if there are any dangerous objects in the room, please don't come in.

Dr. Jane: Good.

He put away his mobile phone, first went to find iodophor, and carefully helped Sang Xian treat the wound.

Then a Band-Aid was pasted on it, which made me feel at ease.

After taking care of Sang Xian's wound, he looked in the mirror to disinfect the wound on his body. He couldn't help feeling a little depressed, wondering if there would be scars.

Leaving a scar and leaving a tooth mark is really... not very good-looking.

Then he went to the kitchen.

The knives in the kitchen had been cleared away long ago. It is estimated that Sang Xian had told Dr. Jian about his condition before, and let Dr. Jian know that Sang Xian might pick up a knife when he lost his self-awareness.

He searched in the kitchen, and finally removed even the fork, and delivered it to the man waiting outside the door.

He went to other rooms and saw that the dog leash was also in his hand, so he continued to search.

It seemed that there was nothing else, just when he was about to send the dog leash out, he just turned around and saw Sang Xian standing at the door looking at him with serious eyes.

The tall figure almost blocked all the light outside the door, tall and straight with a sense of danger, with majestic power, which made people panic.

There was a sense of aggression that couldn't be concealed in his eyes, and he wished he could be lingering with his gaze.

He was taken aback, and quickly explained: "I didn't leave, I just came to this room to take a look."

Unexpectedly, Sang Xian came over and picked him up, and sent him back to the bedroom.

Ran Shu panicked when he was thrown on the bed, he won't do it again, will he?

So fierce, he can't bear it too many times.

Fortunately, this time Sang Xian just tied his two wrists with a dog leash, and fixed the other end on the bed.

During this process, Ran Shu behaved very cooperatively, even very well-behaved, and even kissed Sang Xian on the cheek.

Sang Xian was confused by his attitude for a while, but being able to tie Ran Shu to the bedside made Sang Xian feel that it was okay, and this time Ran Shu would not run away.

After tying it up, Sang Xian didn't touch him anymore, went back to bed, sat on the bed and looked at him quietly.

Sang Xian's eyes were gloomy, as if he was using actions to explain that he must keep looking at him like this, lest he sneak away again.

At this time Ran Shu realized that the rope was really dangerous, but fortunately it was not tied around the neck, but around the wrist.

He didn't break free from the rope, and returned to Sang Xian's side, saying, "I won't go."

He shook his bound hands again: "Look, you have tied me up, I can't leave even if I want to."

Sang Xian still stared at him without showing weakness, as if he didn't believe him.

Ran Shu leaned over and kissed him on the cheek again: "I love you!"

Kiss again: "I love you twice!"

Kiss again: "Love you super double!"

After Ran Shu finished speaking, he looked at Sang Xian, and said to himself that I am already called a landlord, so don't be ignorant of good and evil.

Sang Xian's gaze finally softened a little, and he leaned on Sang Xian's shoulder without making a sound.

Unfortunately, he quickly realized what was wrong. The two of them hadn't eaten all night, so they should have breakfast.

Ran Shu could only cheer up again, and continued to coax the fool: "I like you, I only like you, I like you very much."

Sang Xian just looked at him and didn't speak.

"I'm all about you in my heart, and I can't leave you at all."

Sang Xian: "..."

Ran Shu could only lose his mind and simply took the initiative.

The goddamn leash was in the way, he'd done it once.

After it was over, Ran Shu lay down on the bed for a while, and seeing that Sang Xian was finally coaxed better, he said to Sang Xian, "You take the lead here, let's go to the kitchen, I'll cook something to eat."

Sang Xian obediently held one end of the dog's leash, and led Ran Shu out of the room.

Ran Shu couldn't even wear a pair of trousers, so he could only enter the kitchen in this state, and with his hands tied, he took out the pot with difficulty, washed the rice, and then put it in water to cook a pot of porridge.

After finishing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he saw that dog Sang Xian was watching his favorite picture, so he didn't bother to care about it.

Ran Shu stood by the pot and waited for the porridge to be ready, and prepared the bowls and chopsticks by the way.

He looked at the pot, then looked back at Sang Xian, and continued to complain: "I heard that some people sacrificed their lives to make a living, but I didn't understand it. As for it? Why sacrifice yourself. Now I understand that in order to be able to come out To make a meal, you have to move yourself..."

As he said that, he looked back at Sang Xian and smiled at him: "I praise you!"

When the porridge was ready, Ran Shu took out two bowls of porridge, held it twice before sending it to the dining room.

During this process, Sang Xian kept holding the rope, watching Ran Shu's actions with deep eyes, for fear that Ran Shu would run away.

Ran Shu took out a paper towel to wipe the wetness on the floor, and muttered, "It's all dripping on the floor, I almost slipped after I stepped on it."

After wiping it clean, he sat down again, took out the spoon, and patted the chair beside him: "Sit down."

Sang Xian's thinking was not very sharp, but he still sat beside Ran Shu.

After Ran Shu dug out some with a spoon, he blew on it to make sure it wasn't hot before feeding it to Sang Xian's mouth.

Sang Xian opened his mouth dumbly and ate it.

Ran Shu continued to feed Sang Xian spoon by spoon, and then wiped Sang Xian's lips with his thumb.

After feeding Sang Xian, he ate his own porridge, which was completely cold, so there was no need to blow it.

He finished eating quickly, stacked the two bowls together, and sent them to the kitchen.

It's a pity that his two wrists were tied together, and he couldn't hold it stably. The bowl on top slipped out, and he couldn't catch it.

The bowl fell to the ground, and Sang Xian subconsciously reached out to clean it up, holding a sharp fragment in his hand.

Ran Shu was taken aback when he saw it, and immediately exclaimed: "I don't need you, just put it down."

Sang Xian was still holding the fragment in his hand, and looked at Ran Shu with a blank expression, very puzzled.

Ran Shu could only try to calm down, leaned down slightly, and said to Sang Xian: "Be good, be obedient, put it down."

Only then did Sang Xian put down the fragments.

Ran Shu was afraid that he would pick up sharp objects. On the one hand, Sang Xian would hurt people unconsciously, and on the other hand, Sang Xian might use these objects to harm himself.

At this moment, Ran Shu's heart was about to lift up.

He stabilized Sang Xian, quickly picked up all the pieces, and threw them into the trash bag.

Feeling that it was not safe enough, I went to get a piece of clothing and wrapped it around the trash can.After that, while Sang Xian was asleep, he tried to find a way to send the trash can out.

He also realized at the same time that the bowls had to be changed, and porcelain bowls were not safe.

Steady Sang Xian, he guided Sang Xian back to the bedroom, and he was relieved to see Sang Xian lying down on the bed.

"Hiss—" Ran Shu raised his hand and was surprised to see a wound on his finger, "When did you scratch it?"

He only cared about Sang Xian'an's safety, and only after he calmed down did he notice that his hand was scratched.

Forget it, the wound isn't that big, it's too troublesome for him to leave once, so we won't deal with it.

He lay tiredly beside Sang Xian, resting against Sang Xian.

Before noon, Ran Shu was hungry again. Sure enough, he was hungry all night yesterday, and he would not be full at all if he only had a bowl of porridge in the morning.

He would control his diet occasionally, and his tolerance was stronger, so Sang Xian must be hungry too.

He had to think about what to do with lunch again.

He took out his mobile phone and saw the message on the mobile phone. It should be Shen Junjing who came over and asked him if he could come out and get a takeaway.

He quickly sent a message: I will tell you the password, just leave it at the door after you open the door, and I will pick it up later.

Shen Junjing: Okay.

Ran Shu listened carefully for a while, and when he heard the slight sound of closing the door, he was sure that it was Shen Junjing who brought the food in, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Sang Xian suddenly woke up at this moment, stretched out his arms to hug him, and protected him tightly.

Obviously, Sang Xian also heard the sound of the door opening.

Ran Shu paused, turned his head to look at Sang Xian, and saw Sang Xian hugging him, looking out of the door vigilantly, as if he was on guard for something, as if someone would suddenly break in and snatch Ran Shu away, he At this moment, Ran Shu should be strictly protected.

Ran Shu quickly comforted: "It's okay, it's the wind, the sound made after the wind blows the door."

Sang Xian seemed puzzled, but still listened carefully to the commotion outside.

After making sure that there were no further voices and no one came in, Sang Xian slowly let go of him.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Ran Shu raised his hand and said to Sang Xianhuang: "Look, it hurts to be tied up, and I can't sleep well. And if someone comes in, I can't resist."

Sang Xian's eyes fell on his wrist.

"Untie it for me, hurry up, or I won't be able to hug you."

Perhaps because he couldn't hold him, Sang Xian felt very serious, and Sang Xian really opened the rope that bound Ran Shu.

After taking it off, Ran Shu moved his wrist and showed to Sang Xian: "Look, even if I am released, I will not leave you."

After finishing speaking, she reached out and hugged Sang Xian, and sat in Sang Xian's arms again: "Honey, I love you so much..."

When the words fell, he kissed Sang Xian lightly on the lips.

Dedicated to rice again.

Ran Shu rubbed his waist, took Sang Xian out, picked up the cold takeaway at the door, went back to the restaurant and sat down, still fed it to Sang Xian first, and then ate by himself.

After eating, Ran Shu threw away the lunch box, and continued to try to chat with Sang Xian: "Husband, take me on a trip in a few days, I want to take a vacation."

"Where do you think we should go?"

"You are always so busy that you don't accompany me. You only care about work without me. If I don't make a lot of trouble, I'm afraid you will forget me."

Ran Shu took Sang Xian to the living room, opened the curtains, looked back at Sang Xian's reaction, and saw that he was not too displeased, so he opened them completely.

He dragged Sang Xian to sit in the living room basking in the sun, leaning on Sang Xian's arms, dangling his legs, and continued to mutter: "Husband, haven't we cultivated a sense of security? You can also get me every time before eating." I will do my best to give you a sense of security, every time it is my navel orange, my waist will hurt."

"Don't be afraid to hear the wind next time, we can still have hot meals."

Ran Shu said, turning his head to look at Sang Xian, seeing that Sang Xian still had no expression, he held Sang Xian's cheek and kissed: "Don't put too much pressure on you, it's cold if it's cold, I just heard that you Those who are in the profession of boss usually have a bad stomach, I'm afraid you have something wrong with your stomach."

Ran Shu arched into Sang Xian's arms again: "Oh, why do you like me so much, you have to stay close to me, it's so annoying..."

Unexpectedly, Sang Xian frowned, and he quickly stretched out his hand to open his brows: "It's not that you are annoying, you are not annoying, I love you, I love you, okay..."

He held his face and kissed again to comfort him.